tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62964552011-04-22T02:02:20.858+08:00personalbellioo.noreply@blogger.comBlogger10481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-70840437615453159692007-08-28T14:17:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:40.091+08:00

Classic Kate Moment.katie says:omg that nicole girl from the pussycat dollssskatie says:i love her mannkatie says:you know i was speaking ot nicole the other day, and she was like oh kate! you're so hot, i wish i could be as hot as you. hahakatie says:then i was like ohh nicole,katie says:youre too muchHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAand if you're looking to see who the star of the moment is,

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-68654695916062432862007-08-13T19:19:00.000+08:002007-08-13T19:28:41.182+08:00

To put yourself out on the line, to place a step on the edge of a cliff, to try. Where is the catch in that? The knowledge that you've tackled every possibility? Maybe I'm just too afraid of disappointments. I've had my fair share.Or perhaps, I'm just not ready yet. I'm still recovering.Just a little something that was triggered by one of my conversations last nightMaybe the idea of love is too

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-17308498376285364682007-08-07T16:59:00.000+08:002007-08-07T19:43:33.779+08:00

B: Have you seen her eyeshadow? I think it's really nice!S: What colour is it?B: Green! I think it looks really good on her.S: Is that why you like her? Cos of her eyeshadow?B: Hmmm. Yeah maybe.B walks past S's room and sees her lying down, staring at the ceiling.B: What are you doing?S: I need to rest my back.B: Ah. Yea, your positioning will kill you one day.S: (laughing through her coughs) and

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-13233380509116591292007-08-01T13:39:00.000+08:002007-08-01T13:41:26.037+08:00

There are just some shackles you can't eradicate yourself from.They bind you with the breath they took from you.The inevitable sin.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-67250519072305905802007-07-31T13:02:00.000+08:002007-07-31T13:17:26.213+08:00

I don't think I can loveI don't think I can trustI don't think I can startWalking along this trail of broken hearts.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-75671573755675731492007-07-24T15:53:00.000+08:002007-07-24T15:57:40.406+08:00

As usual Sem and I were talking in bed and she made me burst out laughing when she said.."Hi I'm Suhaimi""And this is my brother, Suhaiyou"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!I love Sem!So glad to be home :D

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-13869077202662984772007-07-16T22:42:00.000+08:002007-07-16T22:44:28.415+08:00

I can't wait to go back to melbourne.This trip back is really not worth the while, nor the cash. Ohwell.Now that it's over, it's time to finally move on and feel the high side of life.Amen.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-6589513779096180912007-07-15T02:59:00.000+08:002007-07-15T03:03:22.063+08:00

I was talking to my buddy over the phone when I asked her"So what career are you going to pursue after this?"Buddy replied.. "I wanna sell chicken rice"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAOmg don't you just love my buddy?!hahahahaha!

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-89504308016708408392007-07-01T01:05:00.000+08:002007-07-01T01:10:13.331+08:00

It's starting to hurt again.At the core of my very existence.Everytime my heart beats,it hurts.There's no air.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-49841087182964170812007-06-25T23:44:00.000+08:002007-06-25T23:50:23.564+08:00

We were as one, babeFor a moment in timeAnd it seemed everlastingThat you will always be mineNow you want to be freeSo I'm letting you fly'Cause I know in my heart, babeOur love will never die, noYou'll always be a part of meI'm part of you indefinitelyGirl, don't you know you can't escape meOh darling, 'cause you'll always be my babyAnd we'll linger onTime can't erase a feeling this strongNo way

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-8998262421487185762007-06-23T10:36:00.001+08:002007-06-23T10:50:52.610+08:00

Today I've learnt, intellect can't stand by itself. Without an emotional drive, intellect gets you nowhere. I just couldn't.For the very first time, I walked home from the university today. In spite of the cold weather, in spite of the rain. I just needed to gain some perspective. That failed. I walked home in a seemingly physical and emotional inertia."An emotional death" - a term I often use in

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-51204293971863592562007-06-22T22:13:00.000+08:002007-06-22T22:20:38.715+08:00

Share my lifeTake me for what I amCause I'll never changeAll my colours for youTake my loveI'll never ask for too muchJust all that you areAnd everything that you doI don't really need to lookVery much furtherI don't want to have to goWhere you don't followI've been holding back againThis passion insideCan't run from myselfThere's nowhere to hideDon't make me close one more doorI don't wanna hurt

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-9583637434090621022007-06-22T20:25:00.000+08:002007-06-22T20:27:38.608+08:00

The feeling of heartacheI never knew could last for so long.If only I could love you a little less,I'd have you stay with me for always.I never got to experience the best I ever had.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-2418090792028249982007-06-22T15:21:00.000+08:002007-06-22T15:24:33.163+08:00

I can't.I was never that strong to begin with. Even the strongest person would collapse if they were placed in my predicament.I'm sorry, mom.I might disappoint you again this time.I'm sorry, but I just can't.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-78837281626741552662007-06-21T01:55:00.000+08:002007-06-21T02:14:42.156+08:00

It seems that I've been on a dream-streak lately, especially today. I slept my entire day away ever since I got home. It's the weather and my ailment. Such timely occurence when exams are just in a few days. Anyway, just in today itself, I think I had approx 5 dreams? It's scary.Dreams I had today:1. I got taken advantage of by a guy I do not recognize or know. (Shall not elaborate on this

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-36208983703166754652007-06-18T00:41:00.000+08:002007-06-18T00:50:50.126+08:00

So I was trying to tell Alex a joke but I ended up laughing instead.1st Joke.Belle:ehh! tell you a joke!Why did the mexican push his wife over the cliff?Alex:cause he thought she was a TACO BELL?! HAHAHHAHAlex:taco is a mexican food right?or NOT??!2nd Joke.Belle:What do you call a mexican fireman?Alex:BAN-DI-TOhahaahh Belle:HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAWHY!!Alex:A BANDAGED TOE>.!!!! haha sounds like

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-63007454408238239622007-06-18T00:25:00.000+08:002007-06-18T00:32:27.393+08:00

I was doing my M&C powerpoint presentation when I came across some pictures that could make one salivate a reservoir and of course, I shared my joy with ALEX..alex; says:I KNW WHO HE IS alex; says:BUT HIS NAME IS UHMM alex; says:huge jackman.alex; says:okay wait my beautiful inevitable says:HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAalex; says:sounds funny alex; says:HUGE alex; says:HOW DO YOU S{PELL my beautiful

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-14897312319003219952007-06-17T13:27:00.000+08:002007-06-17T13:44:23.604+08:00

When you need to find a reason to not study:001. Real Name - Isabelle002. Nickname - Belle003. Single or taken - Taken004. Astrological Sign - Virgo005. Male or Female - Female006. Elementary School - St. Margaret's007. Ipod - Green Mini008. How many buddies on your Friendster list - 511009. Friendster name - Belle010. Hair Color - Black with indigold highlights012. Hair Long or Short - In

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-70015303410184961382007-06-12T19:48:00.001+08:002007-06-12T19:53:40.499+08:00

For the first time, in a long time,I received snail mail!Even better,it was posted via the sea.It was stamped"Insufficiently prepaid for air transmission."Hahahaha how adorable is that?I love her! (:

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-63281515053137064332007-06-03T22:21:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:46.208+08:00

I had a wonderful Sunday with a wonderful bunch of people. (:Chapel Street and St Kilda.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-60469780949893966472007-06-01T09:55:00.000+08:002007-06-01T09:58:03.559+08:00

Out of almost 19 years of my life,this period is the hardest.Where I am,It rains every night.Help me.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-37635310414152899972007-05-28T16:57:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:47.004+08:00

I have the sweetest friends. (:Thanks to Celina, Kathi, and Kristi.For coming over just to see if I was okay, for my first bouquet of roses ever received.I wish I could show you how much happier you made me despite what I'm going through.Really appreciate you girls.Thank you, dears. (: And to the one person who stayed by me, giving me a hug when I needed it most even when I didn't ask for it,

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-23132353347446660612007-05-28T05:16:00.000+08:002007-05-28T05:20:36.169+08:00

I'm starring at the glass In front of me Is it half empty If I ruined all You've given me I know I've been selfish I know I've been foolish But look through that And you will see That I'll do better I know, baby I can do better If you leave me tonight I'll wake up alone Don't tell me I will make it on my own Don't leave me tonight This heart of stone Will sink 'til it dies If you leave me

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-80372778652125602282007-05-26T23:28:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:48.755+08:00

How can anyone not love Yond? (:

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-27582806749668388922007-05-24T15:09:00.000+08:002007-05-24T15:16:41.138+08:00

So I was talking to dear Alex online and she invented a new word.alex; says:hahas alex; says:okayy not obvious alex; says:but just suspect since your farefell HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.Omg I really couldn't stop laughing at this one.HAHAHAHA round of applause for Alex please!

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-20042424477188068352007-05-24T10:44:00.000+08:002007-05-24T11:14:17.434+08:00

For so long now, I haven't shed a tear. Not even when I was at the airport. Tears do well up, but they never do fall.But last night, it did.And for the first time in my life,it is because I miss someone so much.No, that does not even aptly describes what went through me last night. Are words even adequate to describe this surge of emotions, I don't know. How do I put into words so much more than

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-80842203653011121662007-05-23T12:57:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:51.002+08:00

Bass LoungeKathi!Rim & Twins!Big Noise!Check out sexy Celina!All of us and Wiri in the bag. :DLavishI love Yond! My little brother. (Jarrell, don't be jealous)Sally! This woman is crazy.Celina's BirthdayYes, I'm a midget.Prince Yond and Princess Rim. -bows- Birthday girl and us!SMILE!And go crazy!

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-8476540929840562952007-05-21T20:21:00.000+08:002007-05-21T20:24:47.476+08:00

To you,An illumination of emberThe fusion of disparate worldsFragility in an infant nestledOn angel's breath it's cradledIn a waltzing cadence isA collection of moonbeams in a jarFacets of an indigold reflectionSheathing this naissance we call oursA beautiful framework embossedEvery random thought of youIn mellifluous resonance, your wordsEntwine fairytales into truthsAn enthrallment, a

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-18526343805858905692007-05-21T20:01:00.000+08:002007-05-21T20:16:29.673+08:00

twits farewell photos up here!sorry it took so long!

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-63027070242508511182007-05-20T19:12:00.000+08:002007-05-20T19:17:22.664+08:00

hello younglings and freda, wendy, dinah, sam!photos of my farewell party are up!i know i know, finally yes?anyway, here's the link,http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2091972487ps: I didnt bother captioning because its too damn much thus too damn tiring!pps: this site is not for other viewers except those addressed. thank you for ur cooperation. (yes mom, im referring to you.)

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-38964736010997332412007-05-13T18:25:00.000+08:002007-05-13T18:30:45.068+08:00

I wish I could articulate this so many times more, in so many better ways, butMom,Thanks for being the best mother in the world.I wish I could have spent this day with youWish I could have been there at midnight to give you a hug just to show how much I've missed youWish I could have been there just snuggling with you and annoying you with pipiWish I could show you how much you really mean to

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-4921231751750795152007-05-10T19:05:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:53.255+08:00

1st day of school!Footie!School + After School Hours. (:Crazy Amy & Lisa!That's it for now folks!

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-78865070006751212882007-05-10T16:06:00.000+08:002007-05-10T16:14:13.031+08:00

To my baby,Tomorrow morning I have to leaveBut wherever I may beBest believe I'm thinking of youI can't believe how much I love youAll we have is here tonightWe don't wanna waste this timeGive me something to rememberBaby put your lips on mineAnd I'll love you foreverAnytime that we find ourselves apartJust close your eyes and you'll be here with meJust look to your heartAnd that's where I'll

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-76272812368933039212007-05-02T12:15:00.000+08:002007-05-02T12:46:45.933+08:00

I wish I could share everything I have with you.Wish I could give whatever you needWish I could be there to make you smileWish I could be there just to be next to you.Insidiously, the distance kills.On the verge of asphyxiating from the absence of your presence.I'm sorry that things has to be so hard for usSorry that I can't be there to hold you whenever you need me to.I want to give you whatever

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-71846678698093333472007-04-24T12:35:00.001+08:002007-04-24T12:57:12.274+08:00

Life in melbourne = Awesome!!Well, yea everything's great over here, with mini gatherings with my April Accelerated course friends almost every other day at my place, going to school and seeing them again at lunch. or else its just Sem and I hanging out by the payphone every night along the dark and freezing streets of melbourne talking to our loved ones. haha. So i've learnt how to cook (barely)

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-78671798563649258612007-04-16T10:28:00.000+08:002007-04-16T10:32:27.717+08:00

Hello all!Sorry I haven't been updating! I've currently no internet connection at home. Nor do I have a landline. How annoying is that? But anyway! Life in Aussie is fantastic! My apartment is prettiful. the weather is awesome, and the people here are fantastic! (:Anyway, LATEST UPDATE before i run off to go and have lunch with my classmates.Please rejoice and celebrate with me because..I HAVE A

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-51057099574821106312007-03-16T23:21:00.000+08:002007-03-16T23:55:36.205+08:00

As the raconteur unveils the sinews of my heartYou'll see a skeleton of dejection's lonely friezeQuixotism lying prostrate on baseless groundBarely breathing through its demiseA manifestation that breathes the heart's oxygenA silhouette defying the gravity tugging on the corners of my lipsA quintessence imbued with heavenly cherubsA soul that brings me to paradise's zenithIs it possible to bend

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-88873051856984309742007-03-10T01:16:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:54.204+08:00

This is what I've been busy with for the past couple of weeks.Best time spent throughout my entire hols so far. (:Say hello to the CHAMPION cheerleaders!! I LOVE MY BUDDY! (:Sem's farewell.Ht, Lou, Flo, Sandra, Alex, Sem, Phanida. Sem, Phanida, Alex and I (:So of course, Cooke won!! Not only for Cheerleading but also as overall house champions!! (: (:I'm so proud of them. They truly deserved

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-15348049963182113582007-03-07T08:05:00.000+08:002007-03-07T08:07:24.382+08:00

May I never be perfect.Because life is all about becoming.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-46383778068279220822007-03-06T01:22:00.000+08:002007-03-06T01:27:15.410+08:00

Sometimes when you hold out for everything,you'll end up walking away with nothing.Goodnight my somebody.Remind me that love exists today.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-8545616493824914612007-02-28T02:04:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:54.775+08:00

By my side, you'll never leave.I don't want to get used to living without you. I miss you, love.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-80730537978032069682007-02-21T09:44:00.000+08:002007-02-21T09:56:42.780+08:00

I received these few texts early this morning which stated.."Belle im asking you nicely to stop talkin to my gf.. don't make me do things I don't wanna do ok.."So I asked "which is?""dont ask ok dont push me ok you think i what small fuck ah you watch out ok"I swear the first thing I noticed was not the crux of the msg but the overusage of "ok"s that I JUST HAD TO reply "OK".I can't believe I'm

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-75030105980450913342007-02-19T18:55:00.000+08:002007-02-19T19:05:13.163+08:00

You gave me the best colours my world has seenBut took it away without even looking back at me.An ephmeral rainbow that made me hopeA captivation that left my soul broken.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-70489885337768251032007-02-19T14:37:00.000+08:002007-02-19T14:52:05.067+08:00

Someone somewhere's sweet embrace.I dreamt.I was loved just as I am.By someone so impeccable only conjured in dreams.Dreams and fantasies inflate that balloon of hope, only to escalate the painful explosion just when you think you've reached the climax of life.Friends may come and go,But I couldn't even keep you for more than a week.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-15583048468156359462007-02-17T00:29:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:35:57.692+08:00

My day out with Dinah!Our Rock Faces. HAHAHA.My mommy didn't teach me how to close my mouth.My adorable Dinah Wong!We met the happy couple :DJerm and ICuckoo Cuckoo.Don't worry, we can be normal too.The Chang Proposal.Lovely Jen and I (:

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-82594235917858355142007-02-13T11:26:00.000+08:002008-12-11T04:36:00.532+08:00

The days of employment. All of us.The girls.The boys.This is the epitome of diligence. HAHA.Packing peeves.Princess Wans n her bouquet of "roses"Jocelyn! The funny one.Mingjie! The smart cute one.Michelle! The gifted blur one.My boy models for my ties.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1171254412301804372007-02-12T12:04:00.000+08:002007-02-12T12:26:52.326+08:00

Blujaz nights

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1169780884509259622007-01-26T11:08:00.000+08:002007-01-26T11:15:02.030+08:00

I LOVE SISTER ACT!! (:My God (My Guy)I Will Follow Him

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1169778368581453532007-01-26T10:23:00.000+08:002007-01-26T10:29:44.970+08:00

Hello love,I've missed you terribly.I'm so glad you're back.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1169777416667074872007-01-26T09:49:00.000+08:002007-01-26T10:10:16.696+08:00

Pick a band/singer and answer only using that band's song titles: (no repeats!)Singer: The Shins1. How are you feeling today?: A Call To Apathy2. Describe yourself: Saint Simon3. How do some people feel about you?: Girl On The Wing4. How do you feel about yourself?: Phantom Limb5. Describe your room: Sea Legs6. Where would you rather be?: Australia7. Describe what you want to be: Red Rabbits8.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1169366960095645112007-01-21T16:04:00.000+08:002007-01-21T16:09:20.123+08:00

Have you ever woke up missing somebody only to be unknowledgeable of the fact of who that person is? Hello emptiness,It's been quite some time.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1169132440413758952007-01-18T22:51:00.000+08:002007-01-18T23:00:40.416+08:00

My New Love.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1169131603123364752007-01-18T22:30:00.000+08:002007-01-18T22:46:43.176+08:00

I was talking to Alice this morning and this is her nick on msn.--> hi, im twice coloured. - http://www.thepetitionsite.com/takeaction/879609320So I asked where does her personal msg lead to and she said..hi, im twice coloured. says:apparently they kill gods for their meat.HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!She's Unbelievable.By the way, she meant dogs. (:

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1168776842850417802007-01-14T20:04:00.000+08:002007-01-14T20:14:02.896+08:00

"We are all born for love. It is the principle of existence, and its only end."-Benjamin Disraeli

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1166068100360463972006-12-14T11:12:00.000+08:002006-12-14T11:48:20.390+08:00

It's the aftertaste of your skinPermeating souls through the last glow of the sunAsphyxiate me in your eyesA world that shimmers with the touch of your lipsA breath that exacerbates inclemencyTake the capitulation of me wholeI'd drown in the white caps of your oceansDid I leave a dimple in the depths of your earthUnearth this secret I occludeExcavate my ruminations of youKnow the ostentation of a

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1165848354372777612006-12-11T22:44:00.000+08:002006-12-11T22:45:54.403+08:00

Well I've had this secret And I feel it's time that you should know When I'm in your arms it turns me on But I've got a conscience too And it says my heart's never in tune With anything I do So this is the last time that I'll hold your hand I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you I'm your biggest fan I've had this secret And now it's time that you should know I was wrong for stringing along

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1165734310223810362006-12-10T14:46:00.000+08:002006-12-10T15:05:10.250+08:00

Sam, Merser, Xinying and I were playing drinking games till dawn at Xinying's place and this is smth that happened during which..(Belle picked the Category Card)Belle: Dogs.Sam: German Shepherd.Merser: Golden Retriever.(and so it goes on till the 2nd round and it was Merser's turn again)Xinying: Faster! 5, 4, 3..Merser: Puppy?HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!I've never laughed so hard in SUCH

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1165394446247543482006-12-06T16:34:00.000+08:002006-12-06T16:40:46.346+08:00

"AHAHAHAHA. YEA RIGHT. Belle doesn't cry."That's what you said to me 2 months ago.How I wish that isn't true.Isn't true at all.I need a release.Before everything else collapsesFor my glue to existence has evaporised.Short-lived.It was a dream turned nightmare.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1165177907598794662006-12-04T03:58:00.000+08:002006-12-04T04:31:47.766+08:00

Obstreperous racing to a momentarily haltThy inexplicable presenceEvery movement or notion prevaricatedA febrile surge that filliped a courseThe congeries of containment through timeContemporaneously mollifying my inclement weatherAll travails ceased their vapid manifestationTreading waters have never been so gratifying.Inexorably ab ovo I have lovedI present to you the redact of my heartColours

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1164033425888410372006-11-20T22:31:00.000+08:002006-11-20T22:37:05.920+08:00

I dreamt that you were still in love with me.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1163842339496518132006-11-18T17:19:00.000+08:002006-11-18T17:32:19.523+08:00

Last night was a blast at Rouge with 3 happy drunkards (high-ards, whatever) Uploaded pictures here!And if you want the videos,HEHEHEHEHEEspecially "CJC HOT STUFF - FREDA KWOK"You can always ask me for it.Right, Freda?Wahahahaha. Oh oh and my uncle's schnauzer just gave birth to 3 puppies.SHO KEWT.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1163432742810884172006-11-13T23:44:00.000+08:002006-11-13T23:45:42.863+08:00

I chase people away.Especially happy people.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1163339745431430032006-11-12T21:48:00.000+08:002006-11-12T21:55:45.463+08:00

Following the unbreakable captivation of my own shadows that drown me into its black abyss of indomitable nothingness.I'm leading myself to my very own destructionand I can't snap out of it.Caught in its webs of intricacy that envelopes me in an asphyxiating manner that while I breathe, I know I'm dead.I've lost the will to fight,I've lost the will to live.When life starts going downhill,it drags

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1163264456535383682006-11-12T00:57:00.000+08:002006-11-12T01:00:56.563+08:00

I met Chow today to borrow her econs book.(Thanks!!)And guess what she said.."You know, in the arts canteen in NUS, there's this uncle who looks like you."WAH LAO EH.I LOOK LIKE AN UNCLE MEH! Damn it. :/

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1163141580920860442006-11-10T14:44:00.000+08:002006-11-10T14:53:00.963+08:00

If I could, I would fix our wrists togetherIn such a fashion that God, Himself, couldn't tear us apartI painted a picture of you on the back of my eyelidsSo that, even when I blink, I won’t lose sight of youI don't want to have to miss youYou ran a river through my eyes

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1162997472868521572006-11-08T22:47:00.000+08:002006-11-08T22:51:12.930+08:00

when you run into my armswe steal a perfect momentlet the monsters see you smilelet them see you smileand do i hold you too tightlywhen will the hurt kick inyour life is beautifulour hearts they beat and breakwhen you run away from harmwill you run back into my armslike you did when you were youngwill you come back to meand i will hold you tightly when the hurting kicks inI love Greys. :)

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1162900035874449242006-11-07T19:43:00.000+08:002006-11-07T19:47:15.903+08:00

Funny how I anticipate an email an entire day.I wish one day I could be sick of love.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1162800140430761092006-11-06T15:51:00.000+08:002006-11-06T16:19:11.560+08:00

The seek to find a true identity within the facade we all inadvertently weaved throughout the course of time, the course of experiences.You don't own an image. The image may be yours, but in possession of it, you are not. It's vague. A silhouette you can't make out. You'll never know how your outline truly looks like. Water reflects, but the reflection is blurred. Mirror reflects, but how

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1162136239643983322006-10-29T23:35:00.001+08:002006-10-30T01:08:22.893+08:00

Parental Advisory. (R21)under your skin feels like home says:you gimme a msg ki vibrate for youi meanmy phoneunder your skin feels like home says:esp my hips-GYRATESLIKEAMADFUCKunder your skin feels like home says:omg,im sorry that came outhahahahahahahahahahhahhaawords fail me easilyunder your skin feels like home says:my hips dont lie babyunder your skin feels like home says:omg so SIU

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1161722532592113902006-10-25T04:35:00.000+08:002006-10-25T04:42:12.633+08:00

Entry dedicated to Ms Andrea Hui.(Bolded for emphasis/importance, and so that you can actually read)A picture says a thousand words3 pictures = 3000 words3 thousand words to ultimately convey 3 words3 thousand divided by 3 equals toA thousand 'I Miss You's.And as if that's not adequately blatant,Stupid bitch. Quit being so happy and contact me soon!

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1161589262018738792006-10-23T15:27:00.000+08:002006-10-23T15:41:02.656+08:00

im walking down broadwayeach footstep is a new love letterim trying to make eye contactwith each and every stranger that i passim thinking about the cityits living proof people need to be togetherim thinking about how i just wanna open upand give and give and giveand its ok for you to carecos i can feel you in the airand while you wonderhow's this gonna endi only wanted to beginim thinking about

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1161464237998173032006-10-22T04:54:00.000+08:002006-10-22T04:57:18.033+08:00

The Life Path 6 suggests that you entered this plane with tools to become the ultimate nurturer, and a beacon for truth, justice, righteousness, and domesticity. Your paternal, or maternal, as the case may be, instincts with a 6 Life Path exceed all others by a considerable margin. Whether in the home or in the work place, you are the predominant caretaker and family head. While the 6 may assume

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1161382864462278292006-10-21T06:06:00.000+08:002006-10-21T06:27:38.743+08:00

OKAY.FINALLY uploaded the pictures.They can be found where all my other albums are, under teetwograd.but for convenience's sake,here.Classic Highlight.My favourite photo.Just look at Freda. So Glamorous and Elegant. :D

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1161275766625560242006-10-20T00:34:00.000+08:002006-10-20T00:36:06.710+08:00

Results from my 2nd Colorgenics Test.You work hard, seeking success. You are self-sufficient and in spite of all the trials and tribulations that have beset you in the past you carry on regardless.. You are one to be admired because you pursue your objectives single-mindedly and with initiative. You know that you can 'do it' and what is more, you will - without necessarily being dependent upon

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1161187305766444482006-10-17T23:56:00.000+08:002006-10-19T00:01:45.823+08:00

(On the bus on the way to town)Mel: Which is heavier -- 50kg of metal or 50kg of cotton?Cin: Ahhh this is a trick question. I will think about it.Cin: Hmmmm.Cin: Cotton!!Mel & Belle: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.And they say wisdom grows with age.This birthday girl doesn't seem wise AT ALL.Much loved though. (: (:I will miss them both so so much.Not forgetting the girl who sits besides me and pats my head

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1161007072524811942006-10-16T21:06:00.000+08:002006-10-16T21:57:52.566+08:00

Word of the day.TchotchkePronounced chahch-kuh1. a mistress2. inexpensive souvenirWtf. Can you even pronounce that?Hahaha. Sho funnaye.I haven't uploaded my graduation pictures yet. Have been too sick to get out of bed to do it so in the meantime, this is all from the courtesy of Mel, my fellow tomato. Wouldn't it be ironic if I've graduated from CJ but I failed my As? I might be

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1160586566555535652006-10-12T00:32:00.000+08:002006-10-12T01:09:26.850+08:00

Got a picture of youI carry in my heartClose my eyes and see itWhen the world gets darkGot a memory of youI carry in my soulI wrap it close around meWhen the nights get cold.If you asked me how I'm doingI'd say just fineBut the truth is babyIf you could read my mind.Not a day goes byThat I don't think of youAfter all this timeYou're still with me it's true, ohhSomehow you remainLocked so deep

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1160239358837094582006-10-08T00:23:00.000+08:002006-10-08T00:42:38.873+08:00

If I wrote you a symphonyJust to say how much you mean to me (What would you do?)If I told you, you were beautifulWould you date me on the regular?(Tell me would you?)Well baby I've been around the worldBut I aint seen myself another girl (Like you)This ring here represents my heartBut there is just one thing I need from you (Saying I do) Because, I can see us holding handsWalking on the beach,

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1160118983388308822006-10-06T15:02:00.000+08:002006-10-06T15:19:52.213+08:00

Take me backWhen I was fat and uglyAnd had all the love in the world.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1160064786193083272006-10-06T00:06:00.000+08:002006-10-06T00:14:03.570+08:00

No, I haven't been well.In all aspects you can think of.I don't know which hurts me moreThe fact that I am incapacitated to excelor the fact that I won't be able to be with you then.I don't know how I got hereI've lost my vivacity for life, for everythingAm I just tired? Stressed? Or depressed?Someone take me away from here.If there is even someone to begin with.I'm collapsing.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159978616807363512006-10-05T00:12:00.000+08:002006-10-05T00:18:57.196+08:00

You can miss those days but never go back.A love undeclared is a love not loved at all.But sometimes 'I love you's are better left unsaid.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159709465031750312006-10-01T21:09:00.000+08:002006-10-01T21:41:47.726+08:00

An Update Of Pictures. (290906) Thank you Dinah, Wendy, Freda for a belated birthday celebration! It was really nice hanging out together again (like FINALLY). LOVE! (:Awww. Look at Freda. She was soo hairpee to spend the evening with me.By the way, my hair is THIS long now.I tried (SO HARD) to study before meeting them but evidently failed.Because studying makes me go like thisFear not.It's just

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159450834903672612006-09-28T21:25:00.000+08:002006-09-28T21:40:34.970+08:00

It can irrefutably be deemed asinine or even farcical that I am actually shedding tears as I continue reading this $5 book I bought 5 days ago. Highly embarrassing, and I have no idea why I am sharing it with anyone who chances upon this blog.It's not a sad love story nor a death so morbid and tears-compelling that one would actually be acknowledged to be humanly sentimental with just the right

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159378031322150432006-09-28T01:25:00.000+08:002006-09-28T01:27:11.426+08:00

I can't remember the last time that we kissed goodbyeAll our 'I love you's were just not enough to surviveSomething your eyes never told meBut it's only now too plain to see,Brilliant disguise when you hold meAnd I'm freeI've been thinking and here's what I've come to concludeSometimes the distance is more than two people can useBut how could I have known girlIt was time and not space you would

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159329397903777012006-09-27T11:44:00.000+08:002006-09-27T12:01:12.386+08:00

The whole world is ostensibly against me lately.What the fuck have I been doing wrong?Turning 18?Don't fucking judge me, don't fucking judge my flaws.Your assertion that your flaws aren't as much as a slimebucket or as abhorrent and repugnant is fucking unsubstantial.It's still a fucking flaw.Unless you're an immaculate creation,Fuck off.Channeling your blood of a bitch into your own "private"

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159289719429163482006-09-27T00:25:00.000+08:002006-09-27T00:55:19.680+08:00

Certain truths have become unassailably self-evident:If I am ever going to have a sporting chance of finding a newer, truer, or equally soulful mate, I have to seek, find, and confront the genesis of my all-too-human condition. No not God, Allah, Jehovah, or any Higher Power. This mystery would unravel on terra firma and most likely on a patch of suburban ground inhabited by her. The long

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159204718688921152006-09-26T01:13:00.000+08:002006-09-26T01:18:38.720+08:00

To loveTo give your heart to someone elseIt binds you downA part of you is now entwined to the other whom you loveIt affects youWhatever the person does or sayBecause it means something to youIt's of importance to youYou're not freeJust inadvertently enmeshed in the entrapment of it.You can call me an empathic person who tends to get overly involved in the lives of everyone the I know and like.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1159202801709546012006-09-26T00:17:00.000+08:002006-09-26T00:46:41.930+08:00

The more you invest your heart into the hands of the people you love, the larger the magnitude of disappointment that assails you. And then you'll start to think, why the fuck do you care so much after the ashen kaleidoscopic array of emotions that you've undergone with them lying in the pith of it all?(Pathetic as you probably would deem it be)Because you love them.No, not the superficial kind

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1158992875864778502006-09-23T14:00:00.000+08:002006-09-23T14:27:55.896+08:00

Resonating through the walls in my lifeSongs that sing a dream of youFraying through the security that binds my mindThe confinement of my lucidityMetamorphosed effeteness of the soulLet me hear your voice of heavenlyMaladroit is time,Obliterating you as my quintessenceYour silhouette, entrancing still, it overshadowsIn my sleep your voice occasionally makes a dinWaiting till you come and

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1158990432500925722006-09-23T13:34:00.000+08:002006-09-23T13:47:12.526+08:00

A walk on 10 brilliante laneI believe these two souls are miscibleThat maybe I'm not that denseThat the story those glittering prophets tell is genuineBehind that spectacle lenseWith two dark umbrellas over their headsAnd draped in long black cloaks custom madeTheir ever shining enthusiasm never fadesnestled neatly in between themAre tiny doors with which air comes and goesSometimes they get a

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1158849169528049492006-09-21T22:18:00.000+08:002006-09-21T22:32:49.563+08:00

Language is absent in the presence of love.Especially when it comes to you.Language sets the boundaries, the generalisation of the definition, the mutual acknowledgement of that emotion.I may not experience the identical rush of blood when others are in love whenever I realise that I love you.I may not feel the same kind of bliss that others do when they think about their loved ones whenever I

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1158848292090765242006-09-21T21:38:00.000+08:002006-09-21T22:18:12.523+08:00

Would you rather get brutalised and strive to achieve excellenceor settle for the buffer zone of mediocrity?Would you rather be with someone you love so much or someone who loves you more than you love them?Once you have, you might lose.So is it better not to have at all?It's true enough that the manifestation of an equilibrium in love is no more than a deception weaved out in a sanguine

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1158736854128168142006-09-20T15:16:00.000+08:002006-09-20T15:20:54.166+08:00

Agony lives in my soulPassion haunts my mindPeace and chaos fight in my heartIn my dreams there is always daylightBack was the dayConstant the flow of my tearsBlack is the dayMy yearning is invincibleBeauty surrounded meIllusion was beauty made trueBeauty surrounds meThe dream is always thereI can hear the thunder of silenceI feel the cold in the middle of the flameI see shadows of the invisibleI

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1158643127535554642006-09-19T13:02:00.000+08:002006-09-19T13:18:47.586+08:00

To all that made my birthday so fanfuckingtastic,Emily, Sem, Merser, Xinying, Henry, TriciaAnd of course, my family.I LOVE YOU!! (:And to the girl who's been making me happy everyday,I love you too! (: (:

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1158245271648113702006-09-14T22:43:00.000+08:002006-09-14T22:47:51.680+08:00

My girl's in the next roomSometimes I wish it was youI guess we never really moved onIt's really good to hear your voiceSaying my nameIt sounds so sweetComing from the lips of an angelHearing those wordsIt makes me weakAnd INever want to say goodbyeBut girl, you make it so hard to be faithfulWith the lips of an angel

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1157983119587058312006-09-11T21:34:00.000+08:002006-09-11T21:58:40.890+08:00

Opened my heartProfusely, it bledAs if it will never ceasePlaced through the gates of hellToes upon waters of fireAsphyxiating, as I lovedIntoxication surgedInundated, I grappledWith Love's bona fide grandeurInsignificant I amExposed to its eminenceSmothering me, as I liveMistakes I won't regretRelentlessly etchedInto the depths of my soulLessons of heavenMeant for my onlyMy love, the universe.I

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1157899247149795672006-09-10T22:34:00.000+08:002006-09-10T22:40:47.216+08:00

Last night at Jia's farewell party.Sem (grinning) walks towards me with a bowl of dessert.Belle: (Opens mouth) Ahhh.Sem: How is it?Belle: Mmm. It's alright. I only hate the jelly. Almond.Sem: Huh?! It's almond?!Belle: Almond Jelly what. What did you think it was?Sem: Tofu?HAHAHAHAHA. (:Love, Sem. Love.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1157643211630007872006-09-07T23:28:00.000+08:002006-09-07T23:33:31.670+08:00

When I look at my lifeHow the pieces fall into placeIt just wouldn't rhyme without you.When how my path seems to end up before your faceThe state of my heartThe place where we areIs written in the stars.I wasn't meant to love like thisNot without you.

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1157390320862820842006-09-05T01:01:00.000+08:002006-09-05T01:18:40.936+08:00

So go on, loveLeave while there's still hope for escapeGotta take what you can these daysThere's so much ahead and so much regretI know what you wanna sayI know it but can't help feeling differentlyI loved you and I should have said itBut tell me just what has it ever meantI can't help it, baby, this is who I amI'm sorry but I can't just go turn off how I feelYou kill me, you build me up but just

bellioo.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296455.post-1157304409721859142006-09-04T01:23:00.000+08:002006-09-04T01:26:49.830+08:00

Don't push me 'cause I am close to the edge,I am trying not to lose my head.HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.Omg I cannot stop laughing.She'll so love it. (:

bellioo.noreply@blogger.com